Darby and Judo

You know, it would be a terrific world if we all believed in the same thing(s). It would be a wonderous place if everyone could have jobs they enjoyed, or no jobs at all and just kick back on our fat asses and open the mail and have checks made out to us just for being the fabulous, idealistic and right people we all are. However, as much as we would all like this to happen; while saying out loud how much we value our work and how we couldn't even think of quitting our jobs; bullshitting everyone including ourselves, it rarely does without screwing it up over some chick. Anyway, we all know these things only happen to entertainers, politicians, and Darby the oat boy from Oildale California.
It would just be so much fun if we could wake up at noon each day and have our only real isuue, our only pressure packed event of each day, be a trip to the back porch where we can sit down in our most comfortable chair, smoke a rather large piece of heaven, and try and figure out whether we should watch Matlock reruns, Colombo reruns, The Godfather in Dolby surround sound, or just say to Hell with it and call up a few friends and have a ping-pong tournament followed by two full days of golf and drinking and sex with women between the ages of 37 and 45. You see, by that time we all pretty much know and fully understand how to make our partners happy while receiving the same kind of love and affection in kind; not for any other reason but for the fact that our partner feel exactly the same way as we do. But these things are not always possible. I ask why? Why can't these things be possible for you (me, everybody)? There are people in this world who live this way. There are people in this world who do that shit every day. Las Vegas-there is no other place in the world like it! Everyplace else has its points. And hey, Vegas is a city and well, I can honestly say that Vegas is the only place on Earth where I have been Held up at gun point by a fucking cab driver. So I guess I just have a soft spot in my heart for the place. Anyway, Few destinations and places to pitch a tent have the potential to live the lifestyle of an over-rated actor, a politician ( not much more needs to be tacked on here!), or Judo the dancing poodle from Scotsdale. There is hope. There is a way to wake each day and say," Hmm, where the Hell, what the, ah screw it, I guess Ill just go play some golf. After all, last night was a good night and I had so much fun, I think ill just go ahead and do that shit again tonight after my round and following my nap." I say, MAKE THAT SHIT HAPPEN!